Hi friends it is Friday but I have a Thing on Saturday that I’m terrified about, so Friday is no relief to me at all. Come Saturday night I will be relieved, and then not too long after that I have a vacation, and that will be very lovely indeed. In the meantime, have some links.
Mallory Ortberg’s piece about trying a binder for the first time is immensely lovely and moving (though also quite melancholy).
On Hemingway tourism in Cuba. Oh Hemingway. What a poop he was.
Deji Bryce Olukoton writes on the future of Nigeria and Nigerian science fiction upon the release of his debut novel, After the Flare. Sounds excellent!
Signature Reads pairs Tarot cards with books! It’s so in my wheelhouse!
What it’s like to have books that represent you (versus books that seem to hate you or not even to know you exist).
Subway systems (surprise!) are woefully unable to provide access to people who use wheelchairs. The Guardian compares subway maps to subway maps that show only stations with disability access.
Here is a story of Oscar and Constance Wilde promoting what passed for genderfuckery in Victorian times. Bless their hearts.
Ewwwww, Jack Sparrow impersonators are constantly getting sexually harassed at Disney and on cruises. Gross. Gross. No. Ew.
Indian Country Today is closing down its operations, and we’re losing a major voice for indigenous people and indigenous news. I’m crushed.
Dit dit dit dit, this just in, Lionel Shriver is a butthead.
I will always share stories about people loving Latin. Always. Here’s one!
There was a dumb article in the New York Times about romance novels that you shouldn’t read. Instead, you can just read this response to it! (Okay, and you can read the article itself; it’s linked herein.)
Happy weekend, friends! See you here on Sunday for happy news.